Guys, Friday was hug a ginger day, but alas I could not find me a ginge to hug. Sad for me, but even sadder for the ginge I feel (I give pretty good hugs you see...). You've got to have a bit of sympathy for them; they are the butt of childhood jokes, suffer from year-round sunburn and what is especially sad, is the limitations their pale complexions and fiery hair place on their wardrobe colour options!
There are no gingas/rangas/carrot tops in my immediate family (we were worried about my niece for a little while there...) so it wasn't even like I could coax one of them into giving me a cuddle. I had hopes that my friends little neighbour would make an appearance so I could at least hear about someone having hugged a ginge but it was not to be.
Did anyone get a hug from a ginge on hug a ginga day? Were they all hiding because of that man with his ranga chillen' on close-up?
Usually they're swarming the place, obvious because they glow and their hair is bright orange, but I swear I could not find a single one... I was thinking however, that winter does make it harder to spot the fiery bevy given that everyone turns pale and the gingers can hide their hair under beanies, but I was making a concerted effort people (although to be fair, if I was truly committed to the cause I would have gone to the lengths of hat removal just to check... even at the risk of being arrested for assault or harassment)
Ah well, 363 days until i next get a chance!
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